Released on October 30, 2020

Thumbnail

[Chorus]

Hottest nigga in the city, how the city got me feeling

Now these bitches wanna fuck me cause these diamonds look appealing

They said I wouldn't make it, but I'm bussin' out the ceiling

Niggas hatin' on me, but they baby girl be kneeling

I'm a young boss, I get it how I live nigga

Red rocks, my pockets be on six figures

Pretty nigga, you better keep your bitch with ya

I ain't playin' with nobody on my own shit

Yeah the motion

I put it in and she start moaning

And lil mama she be wetter than the ocean

I ain''t gotta tell how much, they know the notion

I lost a couple, I'm still ballin' for the bronеm

Uh yeah I made it

Uh yeah I madе it

Fake love they say they love me, but it ain't it

Number one, tryna be up on that A-list


[Verse]

Don't need nobody on my own shit

Tell these labels suck a dick I'm still a motion

Got my shooter in the cut, that be like go shit

Type of bullets that he got make him a ghost ting

She a freak, ate it up and then I'm ghostin'

We not together, baby, what the fuck you postin'

I love myself, I'd rather do it on my lonesome

You no one else, you know that this the motion

Niggas say I sound like Tjay, shut the fuck up

Couple killas around me, tell the other side to buck up

Heard they wanna get me, tell them lil niggas to run up

If you see me on my lonely, then you know I got my gun up

Grr pow that's a man down, when I skip town

Freaky bitches tryna fuck with me for benefits now

Heard that nigga think he potvin, imma tell him sit down

Need a couple milly dollars tryna see my wrist drown


[Chorus]

Hottest nigga in the city, how the city got me feeling

Now these bitches wanna fuck me cause these diamonds look appealing

They said I wouldn't make it, but I'm bussin' out the ceiling

Niggas hatin' on me, but they baby girl be kneeling

I'm a young boss, I get it how I live nigga

Red rocks, my pockets be on six figures

Pretty nigga, you better keep your bitch with ya

I ain't playin' with nobody on my own shit

Yeah the motion

I put it in and she start moaning

And lil mama she be wetter than the ocean

I ain''t gotta tell how much, they know the notion

I lost a couple, I'm still ballin' for the bronem

Uh yeah I made it

Uh yeah I made it

Fake love they say they love me, but it ain't it

Number one, tryna be up on that A-list